Feng Yu came out of the interview with a smile on his face. The classmates who were still waiting in line came over and wanted to ask whether the interview questions were difficult and whether the teacher was tough. WwW.XsHuoTXt.com
"The teacher just looked at my resume and asked some questions that I was good at. For example, I was good at foreign languages, so they asked me a few questions in foreign languages, including economic analysis of the Soviet Union. This question was a bit difficult."
Other students were shocked and asked about the economic problems of the Soviet Union. We were only in high school. Who had ever understood the Soviet Union? Looking at Feng Yu's appearance, they guessed that Feng Yu had answered the question. Then they thought that Feng Yu was from Bingcheng No. 3 Middle School, so he probably knew more about it because he was close.
Many students waiting for the interview were almost crying. They didn't understand the domestic news, and the Soviet Union was in danger now.
After the interview, Feng Yu returned to the Jingbing Hotel. The students who came with the school all stayed here, because this was the guest house run by Bingcheng in Beijing. They used the letter of introduction from No. 3 Middle School and they didn’t have to spend money for these two days. An encouragement from the city to the students.
Feng Yu found that he was the last to come back, and other classmates had already come back. When he inquired about it, he found that all of them had passed the interview. Three people were admitted directly without taking the exam, and the rest were admitted with lower scores. Everyone was happy.
What surprised the students was that Feng Yu was interviewing at Beijing University, and he actually said that he passed the interview and was exempted from the exam. Feng Yu's grades were simply incomparable to theirs, so why did he pass without taking the exam? Could it be that the interview at Beijing University is so simple? If I had known earlier, I would have given the principal some gifts and secured a spot for admission to Beijing University.
What surprised Feng Yu most was that the other two people who were directly exempted from the exam turned out to be Wen Dongjun and Zhang Han. How did Wen Dongjun pass the interview? Still exempt from exam
Wen Dongjun said proudly, he showed off his spoken Russian and then sang a Russian song.
What? It's that simple? Damn it, can you be admitted to the Beijing Institute of Technology by singing
When asked how Zhang Han passed the interview, Zhang Han did not elaborate. She only said that the questions asked by the teacher were relatively simple and she passed them just like that.
Li Na was admitted with a 100-point reduction, and she looked happy. In fact, as long as she lowers her score by fifty points and performs normally in the college entrance examination, she is sure to be admitted to Beijing Normal University. Now it has dropped by one hundred points. It's too easy for her.
Seven classmates came and all passed the interview. Feng Yu waved his hand: "Let's go to the restaurant to celebrate tonight. Eat whatever you want. I'll treat you!"
The cafeteria of the guest house run by Bingcheng in Beijing is also open to the public. It is called Bingcheng Hotel. It specializes in Northeastern cuisine. The business is not popular, but it is not too bad.
Hotel Manager Zhao saw Feng Yu and the others coming in and hurriedly walked over to stop them: "Several students, it's not lunch time yet. I'll call you when it's lunch time."
The city provides free admission to college entrance examination candidates who come for interviews. The money doesn't have to go to the hotel's account, so the food Manager Zhao gives them is just like the waiter's. It's not too bad, but it's definitely not good.
Feng Yu waved his hand and slapped a few hundred dollars on the table at the door: "I'll pay today and pick up the expensive ones. Is this enough? Find us a big table and serve the food!"
Manager Zhao saw that these students were very happy and must have passed the interview. Everyone gathered together to celebrate. But just taking out 600 yuan at once, this student’s family is too rich, right? He only earns over 100 yuan a month! Could this money have been stolen from the family
Wen Dongjun also yelled: "Uncle Zhao, you don't have to save money for him. By the way. Pick a big elbow and make it softer. Get us a bottle of wine and a big bottle of orange juice."
The classmates all knew that Feng Yu's family was rich, and they were not polite even if Feng Yu took the initiative to invite him. Even though my family gave me money before I came here. Thirty-fifty, but how could they be willing to spend it? They might not even be willing to buy ice cream worth 30 cents.
"Classmates, the alcohol content is too high for you. Let's drink some beer. Jingcheng beer doesn't taste the same as our Bingcheng beer." Manager Zhao said with a smile.
His child is only two or three years younger than these children, so he doesn't really want to sell liquor to Feng Yu and the others.
"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhao. Don't listen to his nonsense. He will pour a bottle of beer. Uncle Zhao, if you have nothing to do, please sit down and have something together." Feng Yu invited.
"No, I'll pour some food in a minute. I have to get busy. You eat, and if you have any requests, call the waiter. By the way, please keep your voice down later. There are leaders from the city in the box." Manager Zhao pointed to the side. box.
Under the leadership of Wen Dongjun, the four boys were in a state of affairs, and even the three girls used chopsticks much more frequently. After a while, some of them, who were drunk, started shouting and talking.
The door of the box next to him was suddenly opened, and a young man walked out. When he saw Wen Dongjun and his gang of children yelling, he wanted to scold them, but before he could speak, he suddenly saw an acquaintance.
"Feng Yu?"
"Brother Zhao? Why are you here? Then... Boss Zhang is also here?" Feng Yu was a little surprised. The person who came out of the box turned out to be Zhang Ruiqiang's secretary.
"Well, I'm talking to my friends inside, please keep your voice down." After Secretary Zhao finished speaking, he returned to the box.
"Hey, who is that Brother Zhao?" Wen Dongjun poked Feng Yu.
"Secretary of the big boss, okay, everyone, please keep your voices down. After dinner, go upstairs and play poker. Let's go out for a day tomorrow and go home the day after tomorrow."
Before Feng Yu and the others finished eating, they saw Zhang Ruiqiang coming out and seeing a guest who looked like a leader out.
After a minute, Zhang Ruiqiang returned and walked to Feng Yu's table. Feng Yu just wanted to stand up and say hello, but found that Zhang Han stood up first.
"Uncle Zhang."
"Well, Hanhan is here too. I'm here for an interview this time. How was the result?" Zhang Ruiqiang said lovingly.
"If you pass the interview, you can enter without taking the exam. These are our classmates. They have all passed the interview. Some are admitted with lower scores, and some are exempted from the exam."
Feng Yu sat next to him and looked at Zhang Han in surprise. Zhang Han's family also has a background, and judging from the attitudes of the two, at least the elders in Zhang Han's family will not have a lower position than Zhang Ruiqiang, and may even be higher.
Let me go, Zhang Ruiqiang is already in the main hall, who in Zhang Han's family is so awesome? Is it the main department or the deputy department? It can't be higher, right
"Xiaoyu, are you okay for a while? Come to my room and talk to you about something." Zhang Ruiqiang nodded at Feng Yu and said.
Feng Yu "..." What a great opportunity. I also want to stay in the room with Li Na for a while while other students are playing poker.
Zhang Ruiqiang left and everyone continued to eat, but suddenly they lost interest in chatting. When Feng Yu saw Wen Dongjun's sad face, he also poked him: "What's wrong, are you full?"
"Is that the city leader just now? Zhang Han called him uncle. Is Zhang Han's family also a high-ranking official?"
"Why are you a high-ranking official? Isn't your father also the deputy director? That's also the deputy director. Are you feeling inferior?" Feng Yu comforted him. Could it be that this kid's self-confidence has been hit
Wen Dongjun shook his head, with a depressed look on his face: "That's not true, it's just that I've boasted to her many times that my dad is a leader, what should I do now?"
Feng Yu "..." As a deputy director of a farm, you get to be promoted to a deputy-provincial capital city like Bingcheng. Zhang Han hasn't flirted with you for so long, this is definitely true love.
I need to find out with Zhang Ruiqiang later, what does Zhang Han's family... do? To be continued.
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